The man with the wavy long hair was like a ghastly specter, almost instantaneously appearing in front of the bodyguard. With one hand, he seized the bodyguard's neck.
The bodyguard's neck seemed to be clamped, instantly turning red as he felt he could hardly breathe.
"You weren't supposed to die, but why did you have to meddle?" the man with the wavy long hair said, his voice containing a hidden sigh. Regrettably, his words sounded chilling to the bone.
Crack.
A shadow flashed across the man with the wavy long hair's eyes, he exerted force, and the bodyguard's neck was twisted and broken, a large amount of fresh blood gushing from his mouth. Fortunately, the man with the wavy long hair quickly withdrew his hand, preventing the blood from staining himself.
Afterward, he lifted the bodyguard by the collar and tossed him into the nearby bushes, effectively disposing of the corpse.